Luomei Sect's large array blocked Yunluo's perception, and he didn't know that two pairs of eyes were looking at him in surprise.

He just moved forward silently, using the formation knowledge he had only learned to reflect the big array, and he gained a lot.

The knowledge that Jing Yuheng gave him back then has been almost absorbed by him in the past year, which is equivalent to standing on the shoulders of giants, which allows Yunluo to make up for the lack of knowledge in many childhood and adolescence.

When a group of four people walked through an arch made of plum blossoms, their eyes suddenly opened up.

A straight staircase stretches from the foot to the top of the mountain, showing the spirit of the immortal.

The pavilions on both sides are delicate and orderly, and there is an extraordinary hall at the top, waiting for everyone's footsteps.

When the four of them slowly climbed the stairs in the crowd, and finally stood at the end of the steps, they found that there was an unusually wide platform in front of them, and through the platform, it was the main hall that they had just seen below.

Sun Dayun muttered, no wonder he could only see one roof just now.

At this time, there was still a while before the beginning of the dinner, and there were already many people standing on the platform.

Standing on the platform and looking around, the eyes are all a plain white, although Meiling is not high, standing on the top of this Meiling, there is also some pride in seeing the mountains at a glance.

The arrangement of the Luomei Sect also shows a good taste, not using the red color commonly used in the celebrations in the world, but decorating the surroundings with various plum blossom-themed items, calligraphy and paintings, one is for decoration, and the other is for people to enjoy while waiting.

It blends in with the surrounding scenery and is pleasing to the eye.

There are two kinds of people who come to the banquet, the first is like Yunluo and others, who heard that the name of the Luomei Banquet came by themselves, and the second is those young talents who have become famous, and they will have an invitation made by the Luomei Sect to send them and take the initiative to invite.

Of course, if you don't come, it's all voluntary.

Therefore, several sons like this time, Yu Nan and others all have invitations.

However, if the situation is unstable today, the scope of the Luomei Banquet is not as vast as it was decades ago, and it is basically limited to the three kingdoms of Chu, Yue, and Wu.

In the heyday of the Luomei Banquet, from the extreme west to the coast of the East China Sea, from the northern grassland, to the Nanban tribe, there were talented people who traveled thousands of miles.

Those guests with invitations can sit in the main hall, one person with a desk, sit wide, leisurely.

Those who don't have invitations can only squeeze in the square outside, although Luomeizong also arranges hundreds of densely packed desks in the square, but if there are more people participating in any session, it is common for there to be no seats.

Fortunately, not this time, there are not so many people.

Yunluo and the others simply picked a corner and sat down silently.

Wen Liang's master and apprentice naturally don't care, just look at the excitement and have a long insight.

Sun Dayun seemed to be unwilling, feeling that he had come quite early, there were so many empty seats in front of him, why not sit down!

As a result, Yunluo just said lightly "conceit of life and death", which scared Sun Dayun so much that he honestly hid beside Yunluo.

This sentence is really not a joke, at this moment, Yunluo's heart always feels a little unstable, as if some fierce beast is spying on him, but he quietly released his divine sense, but he couldn't detect anything at all.

So, he looked up at the sky, made a decision, pulled Sun Dayun over, and whispered: "Guard me, I want to prepare a talisman magic weapon, and then our lives and safety will depend on it, and we must not be careless." ”

Sun Dayun said in fear: "Senior, is there danger here?"

Yunluo shook his head in a pretended manner, "As long as you have that magic weapon, there is no danger." ”

Sun Dayun said yes solemnly, and guarded Yunluo vigilantly.

Yunluo sat quietly and meditated on refining the immortal ge.

Yu Nan didn't come last this time, but went up the mountain very early.

Treating those children of the wealthy clan and treating the predecessors of the sect, Yu Gongzi knows the difference very well.

Not only that, after being introduced into the main hall by a beautiful maid with a red face, he even brought a heavy treasure to Mei Nanling, the sect leader of the Luomei Sect, and seemed to be courteous for several weeks

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Quan, and humble.

The elders of the Luomei Sect who were sitting upright in the main hall nodded frequently and praised them greatly.

Mei Nanling sat in the middle, looking at the neon feather coat that was once treasured in the palace of King Yue, and now it was held in Yu Nan's hand, and said lightly, "Yu Gongzi has a heart, such a heavy treasure, this seat does not dare to take it without permission, and please take it back." ”

Hearing this, the expressions of several elders changed instantly, and they looked at the sect master in unison, as if they hadn't seen Mei Nanling.

Yu Nan was not angry, his mind moved, and the neon clothes and feathers disappeared out of thin air, obviously carrying a square inch.

Mei Nanling spoke again, "Meiling's beautiful scenery is rare, and it is not easy to inherit the thousand-year-old road, and I hope that Yu Gongzi will let go of his sorrows and have fun." ”

Yu Nan nodded yes, "It's a short time away from the unitary fashion at this moment, I don't know if Yu Nan can go around at will." ”

Mei Nanling bowed slightly, looked at the maid and said, "Xiangying, you can take Yu Gongzi around, remember the time." ”

The maids at this Luomei banquet are actually all female disciples of the Luomei Sect, and Mei Xiangying is naturally no exception, her pretty face turned even redder, nodded yes, and smiled at Yu Nanyan, "Childe, please." ”

Yu Nan lightly arched his hand, "There is Fairy Lao." ”

And so the two went out.

Walking around in the pavilions and pavilions of Luomei Sect, Mei Xiangying explained carefully on the side, and Yu Nan nodded and smiled frequently.

That smile made Mei Xiangying not dare to look closely, for fear that she would be stupid.

Turning a corner of the house, Yu Nan's ears moved, and he heard some voices intently.

A crisp female voice said, "Senior sister, that is the person we met before, right?"

The other voice was gentle and indifferent, "It looks like it." ”

The crisp female voice was anxious, "How can it be counted, the same cyan clothes, the same face, and even the turban on the head is the same color as white." ”

The voice suddenly lowered, "Senior sister, why don't you choose him?" It's all fate, hehe." ”

"Die, what are you talking about!"

Mei Xiangying saw Yu Nan's pace slowing down, thinking that she was curious about this room, so she said: "This is one of the places where we enjoy plum blossoms on weekdays. ”

Her voice obviously alarmed the people inside, and the crisp female voice screamed, "Ah, someone, senior sister run." ”

Yu Nan only saw two figures, one red and one green, flying away.

He looked at Mei Xiangying suspiciously, pretending not to know, "This is?"

Mei Xiangying sighed, "These are the two closed disciples of the sect master, Senior Sister Qingxue and Senior Sister Bangzhi. ”

She was sad in her heart, although she was also outstanding in Luomei Sect and had good talents, she was always steadily overpowered by Mei Qingxue.

Everyone mentioned that the generation of Luomei Sect was Mei Qingxue and Mei Qingxue, and there was nothing else to do.

Now that Mei Qingxue is on the rouge list and her reputation is even greater, the young man Yu next to her sees her, and I am afraid that there will be no more self in his eyes.

She didn't know that Yu Nan's heart was even more anxious at this moment.

The Falling Plum Sect had a big role in his grand plan, and he had already taken it into his pocket.

But if it is like the words I have just overheard, then the variables of this trip will be greatly increased.

Green shirts, white turbans!, and more!

A figure appeared in his mind, the figure that made him contempt and disgust, it seemed that it was also a green shirt and a white turban?

He thought slowly, and a plan took shape in his mind.

came back to his senses and saw Mei Xiangying staring at his face in a daze.

He smiled slightly, "It turns out that it is Mei Qingxue." ”

There was a slight resentment in Mei Xiangying's tone, "Yes, people are now on the rouge list." ”

Yu Nan looked at Mei Xiangying, "I'm a little puzzled. ”

Mei Xiangying was puzzled: "What's the matter?" ”

"How could someone on the rouge list miss such a beautiful fairy as Xiangying. ”

Mei Xiangying's face flushed, and she lowered her head and said, "Son, don't make fun of others." ”

"The dark fragrance floats, the shadows are sparse and slanted, how can it be worse than the clear and snowy winter day

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。 Yu Nan gently took Mei Xiangying's hand, "Xiangying, you are so beautiful." ”

Mei Xiangying snorted and threw herself softly into Yu Nan's broad arms.

The time was approaching, Yu Nan and Mei Xiangying slowly returned to the main hall, and when they passed by the square in front of the hall, his eyes searched quietly for a long time, and finally in a corner, he saw the figure with a white turban tied in his hair, dressed in a green shirt, sitting quietly.

The corners of Yu Nan's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he stepped into the main hall.

In the main hall, when he saw Mei Xiangying's cheeks flushed, Mei Nanling's eyes burst out with a trace of fine light, and he carefully looked at Mei Xiangying's posture, and then slowly extinguished.

If this Nizi can't control it and does some ugly things, it's no wonder that he, the sect master, is unsympathetic.

In the main hall, Yuan Shu, Lu Yu, Xie Yu and others have all arrived, and the children of their clan can also occupy a seat in this main hall with a surname.

As for the elders, worshippers, and retinues who were secretly accompanied, they were also led to the side hall early.

The whole banquet went on smoothly, first Mei Nanling got up to give a speech, thanking everyone for their hospitality, and wishing everyone a good time in these three days.

Mei Qingxue, who was dressed in white, appeared slowly, wearing a soft veil, her face looming, and her posture was soft like water, which firmly attracted the eyes of everyone in the main hall.

Under her leadership, the seven best contemporary disciples of the Luomei Sect performed the most famous repertoire of the Luomei Banquet for everyone, the Luoying Colorful Dance.

In the main hall, everyone was fascinated.

Outside the main hall, they had already all stood up, and even Sun Dayun forgot his previous instructions, stretched his neck and looked at it with Wen Liang's master and apprentice, and by the way, he also said a few words, he should have sat in front of him before.

Only Yunluo is still immersed in refining at the moment.

After a while, after a dance, the fairy above the nine heavens slowly fell into the mortal world, and disappeared in an instant, leaving the ground full of white plum petals, which led people to infinite reverie.

Inside and outside the hall, there was a sudden burst of applause.

Those children from big clans who once disagreed with Luomei Yan also applauded hoarsely, and they understood why their parents still had good memories of Luomei Yan before.

Yu Nan also couldn't stop applauding, and he was even more determined in his heart to absorb Luo Meizong.

Taking advantage of this moment, he quietly got up, came to the side door, asked the maid the direction of the latrine, and walked towards that side.

Yunluo also quietly opened his eyes when the hustle and bustle suddenly rose, and a breath of turbid air grew, and after about an hour of refining, only an extremely tiny trace of the immortal was left.

The reason why he didn't finish refining was because he sensed a situation and stopped decisively, anyway, it was just a matter of moving his mind, so let's wait until I go back and find a hidden environment.

He picked up the drinks on the table, looked at the frenzied crowd around him, and smiled.

Suddenly, a ball of paper flew from his side, was grabbed by Yunluo, turned his head to look, only to see an emerald green shirt fleeting.

He quietly opened, "Meiling Ancient Road is a sight." ”

There was also a route map drawn on the note, and the signature was "Clear Snow".

Yunluo narrowed his eyes, and then laughed again.

He patted Sun Dayun, who was still excited, "I'll go to a thatched house, you look at it." ”

Sun Dayun responded nonchalantly, was slapped on the back of his head by Yunluo, lowered his voice and said, "There is danger, look at it!"

Sun Dayun woke up at this time, nodded hurriedly, and stayed next to Wen Liang's master and apprentice.

According to the guidance on the route map, Yunluo came to the entrance of the Meiling Ancient Road.

The mottled bluestone is still solid, and the word "Meiling" on it is still scarlet, making this city gate fortress like a silent beast, opening its mouth, waiting for those who are not afraid of death to throw themselves into the net.

Yunluo stood at the door for a long time, and then stepped in.

The doorway was not long, about ten steps, and when Yunluo reached the eighth step, he suddenly kicked the ground and rushed forward.

On the top of the head of the ninth step, a long sword stabbed out silently, and a giant palm of vitality at the exit of the door was suppressed with the sound of wind and thunder.

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